Chapter 122 Gujiu Tribe

"Boom--" After Xuanli's sword smashed five huge trees that flew in, he finally couldn't avoid the sixth one. The thick hundred-year-old tree trunk was hitting the chest of Shaoqiu. His body suddenly shook, and he flew straight out seven or eight feet away with a bang, and fell far away to the cliff behind him.

"Yan Lao Si, how the mother did you beat Shaoqiu down?" The tiger warrior was furious and stared at the fox.

The fox was infinitely annoyed, stamped his feet angrily, and cursed in his mouth. He didn't know whether to scold himself or Rong Hushi. Rong Hushi listened to how he scolded with his ears sideways, but he didn't hear who he was scolding, so he had to hold back his anger and finish it.

The two were ordered to kill Shaoqiu. In a few days, it was the fourth time they fought. In terms of martial arts, no matter who took action, they could steadily take Shaoqiu. What's more, Shaoqiu was still carrying a comamate Gan Tang on his back. But on the one hand, this boy is shrewd, and the place where he fights with them can always be in a favorable position. As soon as he is defeated, he will run away. On the other hand, Rong Hushi and Yanhu are unconvinced by each other and secretly compete with each other. As a result, they are slipped from the cracks of their fingers by Shaoqiu every time.

Just like this time, Shaoqiu was chased by them and couldn't get out. He actually chose a half-mountain cliff. At a glance, he was defeated and struggled to be hit by the fox and fell far below the cliff.

The cliff was only more than 30 feet high. Yanhu didn't care about fighting with the Ronghu Shi. He hurriedly rushed to the edge of the cliff, but he saw Shaoqiu throwing a long rope in mid-air, rolled up a towering giant tree under the cliff, swung away, hit another tree, and then fell to the ground. At this height, it is impossible for those who want to fall to death.

Yanhu couldn't help admiring: "When this boy first came to Yanggu, he looked simple. How could he be so shrewd once he ran away?"

"Hmm." Rong Hushi snorted, "Isn't it forced by you and me?"

The fox snorted and was about to jump down, but his body suddenly stiffened like dead wood. Rong Hushi looked down at the cliff in surprise and was stunned, but he saw Shaoqiu thumping and hitting the ground. On the grass in the forest, there were three or four hundred bisons. The bison were moaning and eating grass leisurely. They were suddenly frightened. They suddenly became crazy and burst out with a bang. The cattle ran wildly, and the rumble of their hooves shocked the valley, rushing towards the young hill like a gray mudslide, and the dust swept away in an instant. The valley.

Rong Hushi and Yanhu's faces turned pale. Such frightened bison flocks can often bring overwhelming power. Whether it is a cliff or a big tree in front of them, they will bump into it with a bombard, which is beyond human power to resist.

At this time, the two saw that in the dust all over the sky, a figure flew up from the bison herd, landed on the back of a bison, clutching the two horns, and swept away with the wild herd of cattle.

Shaoqiu!

Rong Hushi and Yanhu looked at each other, with a terrible look in their eyes. This man's courage and determination were serious. He not only avoided the disaster of the cattle trampling, but also escaped the pursuit of the two people in one fell swoop through the running cattle!

"Will the golden bloodline wake up in our pursuit?" The fox muttered.

Shaoqiu leaned on the back of the bison, only feeling the ups and downs, the lower abdomen and buttocks were painful, almost even the intestines were broken, and the place where the chest was hit by the giant wood of the fox was even more like a fracture. He remembered Gan Tang on his back. He was afraid that she would be thrown down, so he had to grab the horns in one hand and hold Gan Tang in the other. In this way, he crossed the forest, across the mountains, and the grassland, and ran straight out of nearly a hundred miles in the ups and downs. The group of bison was already exhausted. The bison under him carried two people. Before it reached a mulberry forest, he was tired. He had four hooves and collapsed on the ground.

Seeing the bison behind him colliding like a tide, Shaoqiu struggled with the last trace of strength in his whole body, popped out three feet away, twisted himself in mid-air, turned his back up, and ploped to the ground. The fall was extremely miserable. His chest was injured, and his stomach collided heavily with the ground. Suddenly, he spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were black and he fell into a coma.

At the moment when he was unconscious, he heard a child's voice in a trance: "Grandpa..."

I don't know how long it took. Shaoqiu only felt a tear-like pain all over his body and moaned and opened his eyes.

"Grandpa, grandpa, he's awake!" Suddenly, a childish voice sounded in my ear, and then there was a surprised smiling face in front of him. An eight- or nine-year-old child was squatting in front of him, holding his cheeks and looking at him happily.

Shaoqiu looked around blankly, but found that there was a roof above his head, as if it were made of mulberry trees, and the surrounding walls were also nailed together with mulberry boards. There are a few tiger skins and deer skins hanging on the wall. In the cave in the middle of the room, there is also a bonfire. There is a pottery pot on the fire, and a strong smell of medicine floats from the clay pot.

"This...where is this?" Shaoqiu subconsciously touched behind him, but touched a tiger skin, under which was a hard bamboo mat.

The child's eyes were big, dark and bright, wearing a Ge cloth robe, his long hair was loose, and his forehead was strangled with a piece of white silk. Seeing him open his eyes, the child smiled and said, "Big brother, I found you in a coma in the mulberry forest. Hey hey, there is a bison next to you. We have wild beef today.

Shaoqiu thought about it carefully. He did hear a child's cry before he fell into a coma. He couldn't help but change his face: "I... What about that companion? That girl..."

"Are you talking about that beautiful sister?" The child pointed to the corner of the room opposite him. "No, she is lying on another mat. Alas, it's a pity that I'm still in a coma.

Shaoqiu struggled and looked. Sure enough, on the other side of the bonfire, Gan Tang lay quietly on a deer skin, still in a deep coma.

"Yi'er, is the teenager awake?" The voice of an old man came from outside the house.

"Grandpa, wake up! That sister is still asleep!" The child looked at Shaoqiu with a smile, "My name is Yu'er. Grandpa gave me a name, saying Yuzhe, Juye. Grandpa hopes that I will be the hero of our Gujiu tribe in the future!"